Chapter 310

After coming out, Yan Mengmeng naturally first went to the Empire to see what it would be like for more than 300 years.

Looking at the prosperous scene, Yan Mengmeng smiled happily.

This is what she expected. Now it has appeared in front of her eyes. The sense of achievement is like having a full score in the exam at school.

Walking on this busy street, everyone will stay in Yan Mengmeng's eyes for more than five seconds. One is that Yan Mengmeng looks good and naturally attracts attention. The other is that Yan Mengmeng has just come out and has some strange clothes.

HMM... I'm wearing some tattered armor. I know it's not normal at first sight!

After witnessing all this, Yan Mengmeng came to the imperial palace.

Hiding in the dark, I looked at my old friend. He looked old, waxy yellow, and looked a little empty!

After those others left, Yan Mengmeng decided to show up.

A flash appeared in front of him, still with a spring breeze smile. When he saw the Holy Son, he was stunned and looked at him. He even began to cry.

Two lines of old tears, as if they had been wronged.

For a moment, Yan Mengmeng didn't know how to comfort him.

After a while, the son stopped and asked, "are you... Back?"

Yan Mengmeng nodded and said with some guilt, "sorry for the trouble."

"Just come back, just come back..."

Yan Mengmeng smiled and didn't answer.

The son then said, "for more than 300 years, the prosperity you expect has come, and I can leave at ease..."

"The golden age is coming, but it's not mine."

Shaking her head, Yan Mengmeng took the son to the roof.

Looking at the city beyond the horizon, Yan Mengmeng smiled from the bottom of her heart.

"You see, these are the results of your efforts, aren't they?"

The son didn't understand what Yan Mengmeng was talking about. He smiled and didn't speak.

"Well, my old friend has seen me. I should go."

"Go? Where?"

"Star Douluo was dead that day. He killed innocent people indiscriminately. Now I want to live an ordinary life as Yan Mengmeng."

"You..."

The son looked at Yan Mengmeng and thought a lot, but he couldn't say it.

Just like the young general Long Yang who was under the city master, he just supported the city master's idea.

After hesitating for a long time, the Holy Son Longyang just said, "I'd better give the city Lord an identity..."

Yan Mengmeng shook her head, refused his kindness, and disappeared in place.

The sudden disappearance stunned the Holy Son Longyang. He not only sighed: "she is still as strong as that year..."

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After leaving, Yan Mengmeng returned to the holy soul village. His father has become a legend, leaving only a handprint on the stone because he was naughty and angry.

The previous cabin was also changed to a new owner, which should change its appearance.

Yan Mengmeng looked outside the door, remembered for a long time and left again.

She had an idea in her heart, that is to be an ordinary person, ordinary to the extreme.

In addition to killing people, she found that she really couldn't do anything, so she began as a farmer, a businessman, a dancer and a teacher

It's been more than 500 years.

On that day, Long Yang, the first leader of Tianxing Empire, died at the end of his life

The whole empire was silent. It was obvious that Longyang's achievements could not be obliterated. Even the LORD had a rainstorm.

However, there is a new problem, that is, who will inherit this position.

He has children, but his children don't save one in ten because of all kinds of accidents.

The last two are not so capable and can't inherit this position.

Therefore, the long lost war is coming again.

At this time, Yan Mengmeng is a restaurant owner. She tries her best to receive diners every day. It seems that she must rely on this for vitality.

The news of Longyang's death didn't make Yan Mengmeng so sad. After all, he died naturally. However, Longyang's life has come to an end, and Yan Mengmeng doesn't have many days.

They had little difference in age, and their strength was in the same realm. In fact, all their life expectancy was almost the same.

Originally, Yan Mengmeng planned to live such an ordinary life, and her life would be over. She had experienced everything except looking for a man to have children.

However, the world was unpredictable. No one inherited the position of Longyang, so there was a dispute, because there were two people who were most capable of taking that position.

One is Dai Gu and the other is Xue Wen.

Their martial spirits are a dragon and a tiger. One advocates peace as the main development, while the other focuses on improving the strength of the whole Terran.

So there are two different factions.

No one disagrees with anyone. Of course, it's still good.

But after only a hundred years, the two forces began to fight, and the Terran war that had been silent for many years began again.

Naturally, Yan Mengmeng doesn't intend to meddle in this business. He can hide if he can. This is the normal thought of ordinary people.

Until the end, Yan Mengmeng had nowhere to hide.

The struggle between the two factions made those civilians die one by one. At that moment, Yan Mengmeng understood.

What is starting because of people, what is ending because of people.

She fought against the beast tide, established the Empire, killed countless people by herself, and finally she was able to retreat, but she looked at things from the highest position.

Until now, she has become an ordinary or civilian in the future. Only when she looks at the world with the bottom people can she find out how hateful she is.

This time, from the perspective of civilians, Yan Mengmeng picked up the sword again.

Not for anything else, just to stop the dispute.

Yan Mengmeng holds her heart's goal in her hand again.

In an instant, the original black hilt suddenly burst into a burst of white light. As in those years, the light turned into a ball and wrapped Yan Mengmeng.

This time, no one bothered. The light ball lasted day and night.

Then the white light dispersed and Yan Mengmeng appeared.

Unlike before, she is back to her youth again.

What Yan Mengmeng holds in her hand is no longer the black shadow sword, but the third symbiotic sword - night practice.

The whole body is white, and most importantly, it can be clearly seen that it is a sword.

The whole body is snow-white without any momentum fluctuation, just like an ordinary sword.

It's a bit like the initial equipment of the novice village.

However, this is more telling.

Light is invisible, such as light, and shadow is tangible, such as shadow; One has a light visible blade and one has no light to develop.

And night practice is a soft sword.

It sounds like the force has dropped a lot, but you know, the film is the sword of the emperor. Holding this sword can be confirmed by the emperor, Yan Mengmeng. That's right.

With light, you can do nothing. When Yan Mengmeng was a saint, that was not the case.

The blade of the sword is soft and moves like the wind. Those who practice at night can solve the fight.

This is the meaning of the emergence of night practice and the last time Yan Mengmeng took a sword